In the final second   You are framed,    In the entrance   Of the terminal   Some device is ticking   It's between us,    tocking away      Ciphers on the screen   Shining green   Inside your pupils   Delta-t is shrinking,   You are thinking   "Today"      I move in a sequence   You try to explain   You fool with your ticket   I'm boarding this plane      In the final second   You are framed,    In a trance,   At the terminal   Something loses gripping   The momentum   Slipping away      Always it is there   That you stare,    And you stop.   Taxi lights are winking,   You are thinking   "This way"      You're watching my movie,   You're on the next flight   The credits are fading   Dissolve into night